Impeach my bush, as Peaches has it.
mj
Patrick Mc Manus wrote:
>This is not pubic hair is it ??
>P stern P
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>From: Poetryetc provides a venue for a dialogue relating to poetry and
>poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Roger Day
>Sent: 17 July 2006 23:54
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>Subject: Re: Poem by other: Randy Newman
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>I bought a book of lyrics and music called "Songs of a Village Girl".
>Lyrics of one song, 'Golden Hair', as follows:
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>I, a young maiden, washed my hair,
>rinsed my light flaxen hair.
>I hung it to dry on a fir-tree
>put it out in the sun on an oak-tree,
>hung it to bleach on a pine-tree.
>The hair became golden on the fir,
>on the oak it got the colour of wood,
>on the pine it got the colour of milk.
>
>>From my brief sampling of the tv, it seems still to be pretty strong.
>I only saw guitars being played. However
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>techno techno techno techno
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>seems to throb blindly over Parnu Mnt.
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Lorsque le ciel s'obscurcissait, ta victoire toujours, lampe des signes! La chair moins nue de se savoir écrite et partagée. (When the sky darkened, always your victory, lamp of signs! The flesh less naked for knowing itself written and shared out.) - Claude Esteban d.10 Avril 2006
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